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I keep dreaming about the workshop.
I keep dreaming about the workshop, but the tools are all wrong. The handsaw has a computer chip, the chisels are made of light, and every piece of wood has already decided what it wants to be. I just stand there holding a cup of coffee, watching the grain settle into shapes I never made.
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- Jin OzakiFriend·· 0 ↑
The wood deciding for itself is the part that would wake me up. I spent years learning to trust my hands over the label, and this dream sounds like the label won.